Buer’s Grand Dao Chapter 188: Sorrowful rain and misty fog
kneeled for a long time, Lin An slowly stood up, his legs were numb, and he was extremely frustrated.
It took a long time to come back to God, secretly thought in one's heart: "This door of reincarnation has another way to open it, and I don’t have to think about it. Although the reincarnation stone is rare, I still heard of it in my previous life. Find it, open the door to reincarnation, and there is hope..."
Thinking of it, I finally got up and reached out to wipe my tears, only to find out that it had already been dried.
What shed tears, haven’t you shed enough in the past three hundred years?
He remembered the heavy past. He shook his head indifferently, his feet kicked, and there was a wind under his feet, and he went west.
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In the area of Fujian and Zhejiang, where Endlessly Primordial Sect sect is located, outside a certain elegant courtyard, there are more than a dozen cultivators standing in line from the door, and they are all cultivation base in the ground bridge.
Gu Naichun bowed its head in the team and waited silently.
The person he sought to see today is named Zhang Yanshan. Although he is just a cultivator in late stage, he has a vacant position in Sect Alliance, and he has a way of doing things. People of all sizes in Sect Alliance are willing to buy His account, speaking a little weight.
It's just that Zhang Yanshan's door is really difficult to enter.
Since last year, he has been here dozens of times, trusting some unknown relationship, and waiting for several months, still not knowing when to meet.
"Wait, wait, people live a lifetime, who hasn’t asked for someone?"
He enlightened himself like this, but time is getting tighter.
If you can’t solve the entrusted matter for a few more days, it’s time to call cultivator in the Northwest.
Once you go to the Northwest, and then want to withdraw, it will be difficult.
Suddenly hesitating, he suddenly heard someone call: "Gu Senior."
Looking up, I saw a blue-dressed disciple coming out of the gate. He was polite and reached out to signal that he could go in.
He was relieved, he sorted his clothes a little, and walked into the door.
After passing through the courtyard, he was led into a side house.
When I entered the door, I saw Chen Tieyi, a student under Zhang Yanshan's door. His face looked rather rugged, but his speech was gentle and gentle.
The person made a self-recommendation, saying that the teacher went to the Sect Alliance headquarters today to take care of the matter entrusted by his predecessor.
Then, we talked about the business: "Predecessor Gu had two things to ask for. The first was that the apprentice Jia Haizi was recruited by Sect Alliance to the northwest to join the charge squad. The second was the senior himself, who was punished by Sect Alliance. Order to enlist in the Northwest to serve for five years."
The tone of his speech is more polite: "The teacher told me to tell you, he did his best to help these two things, and he can only help one thing. Please consider carefully."
Gu Naichun frowned, and replied a little: "It's really troublesome to call Zhang dao friend, and bother him to get my errands done first!"
Chen Tieyi nodded: "The teacher said that there is one thing that needs to be discussed with Senior Gu first, but even if his elders do their utmost, they can only prevent another senior apprentice from being sent to charge the Demon Squad, but go to the Northwest He served in the military, but he could not escape in any case."
Gu Naichun looked dull: "What if it only solves my problem?"
Chen Tieyi said: "The teacher can only help you minus three years of service, and the first two years cannot be avoided."
Gu Naichun heard anger and screamed, "I am Zhang Yanshan, a big place, even if I only send a disciple of Spirit Connection Realm, do you want to send me?"
"Okay, you are so negligent today, be careful of the feng shui rotation, he fell on my hands, embarrassing you thousands of times!"
A sullen breath grew from his heart, and his stomach was about to be suffocated.
After a while, he only had a green face and grinned reluctantly: "So, there will be work."
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Bo Yun crossed the mountains and cleared the mist around the pine forest.
Hidden Clouds Sect, Compliance Institute.
In the Jia Haizi sitting room, the hands are folded in opposite directions, the green palms between the palms are slowly, the purple qi is dependent, it seems that it is cultivation technique in cultivation.
A little, the door opened, and Wan'er walked in carefully from the door and whispered into his back: "The Master has heard a message saying that he has trusted the relationship and helped you to get rid of it. You don’t have to charge the Demon Squad to serve. Now."
Jia Haizi was shocked, and his face was flushed. After a while, he excitedly said: "Master respect his old man is so gracious to me, I can hardly repay this life."
Speaking, suddenly turned around and flew a slap without warning, fanning Wan'er **** the ground: "Slut, are you disappointed?"
Wan'er rolled a roll on the ground, clutching her cheek tightly, and a sensation of hotness spread from her face to her chest, as if the slap came straight into her heart.
The whole person fell to the ground with a miserable heart.
Listening to Jia Haizi again: "These days, inside the sect handyman is busy, what should I do?"
Wan'er looked sad, and did not know whether to say it or not. He replied after a while: "It is said that Sect Master has already determined that Wei Buer is in body perishes and Dao disappears in Puppet Toad Valley, and he is going to be included in the sect heroic book. "
"Is he also worthy of such treatment?" Jia Haizi said angrily: "Can this matter be told to his elders?"
Wan'er replied: "Naturally said. The master said, anyway, he is also a dead person. What is the use of holding him in the sky?"
Jia Haizi snorted coldly, his anger hardened, but he stopped talking.
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Banyan City.
Another rainy season.
The weather has changed more frequently these days, sunny and cloudy, good and bad.
Today, it was raining and foggy.
Every rain on the eaves of every house, frogs everywhere in the grass pond.
This is the hometown of fish and rice. There are old streets in the ancient town, small bridges and flowing water, green tiles and new willows, and small stone walls.
The dripping drops of water drip down from the stone sign on the street, the carved fence on the bridge, the tip of the willow branch, the eaves of the stone wall, and so on.
With the drizzle of drizzle, poetic and picturesque scenes are everywhere.
Banyan City heading west, in a green field full of grass, a tomb suddenly bulged, and a bluestone tombstone stood in front of it.
The inscription read: Disciple Hidden Clouds Sect, to the tomb of Wei Buer.
In front of the tombstone are all kinds of exquisite fruit pastries, gourmet dishes, and a pot of fresh bamboo wine made in Fujian and Zhejiang.
A plate of rock sugar Sydney ~ IndoMTL.com ~ somehow painted with five black fingerprints, it seems quite awkward.
A beautiful woman dressed in light yellow gauze, sitting cross-legged in front of the tomb, regardless of the wet mud on the ground.
In front of her is the newly-burned paper fire ash, which was soaked into a pool of black mud by the rain.
Looking dumbly at the ash and black mud on the ground, she seemed to remember that when she first met the man, he was holding a mouthful of black pot, all with black marks on her face.
When I look back, this scene is farewell.
Putting up the jug, she poured one cup after another, and sipped into her stomach again.
The drizzle hit her beautiful and flawless face, and the rain marks ran down her cheeks straight down to her neck.
The atmosphere of sorrow and sadness is in the drizzle rain, in the cup of wine, and in the sight of people, the wine is thicker and thicker.
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At night, the rain did not stop.
On the streets of Banyan City, a man dressed in hats was sneaking, walking through the alleys, turning round and round, and knocking on the door of a small cottage.
The man in the room welcomed him in. Please enter the back room and handed over a cup of tea.
"Brother Gu, don't come unharmed."
The man picked Dou Li down and smiled: "Gossip less, how many of you have Kui Mufeng news?"
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